Hi! Well, i guess i kind of have to be mean sometimes. I now have more reviews! Thank you to everyone who reviewed! I felt really happy and i immediately started writing the new chapter.

Now that that was said, I want to remind you of something that you have to remember this chapter. Remember: J.J. and Max are 16 and Fang is 17, making them a year apart. That's it! So, now you may read!

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Fang P.O.V

I drove back home after dropping off J.J.'s stuff, thinking. What was I thinking about? Well, I was thinking about a special lady. Who was that special lady? You may ask. That lady was Maximum Ride.

I know what you're thinking. Why was I thinking about her when I could be thinking about someone my own age? Well, I don't really know what to tell you. Ever since the first day I met her, I've been attracted to her. I have no idea why, but I just am.

I turned a corner. I met her when I was in first grade, the first day of school. I now realize that she is unnaturally tall for her age, but before, I didn't. So, I asked her if she was in my class. But before she could answer, J.J. had already grabbed her and was dragging her off to her kinder garden class. I don't think I'll ever forgive her for that.

I pulled into my driveway and looked out my window. Great. Iggy's here. Now, I'll have to deal with his crazy self. Sigh. I'll have to come inside or else he'll come looking for me.

I got out of my car and started walking towards the house. I could faintly hear people yelling from inside the house. It's probably Iggy and my mom fighting again. They never liked each other.

Once I got inside, I walked into the living room just in time to see Iggy yelling at my mom from the couch.

"For the last time woman, I do not know where the cake went!" I smirked. That could have been true, if he didn't have the crumbs all over his face.

"Don't lie to me little boy-!"

"I'm not a little boy! I'm a fully matured man!" He roared from the couch. My mom looked amused.

"Okay, sure. You tell yourself that." She spun on her heel and walked back into the kitchen. Iggy turned to me, looking almost terrified.

"What did she mean by that?" He shrieked before jumping up from the couch. "You can tell that I'm a guy, right?" I felt my smirk widen as I shrugged.

"I dunno, man." He looked horrified. "Have you looked in the mirror lately?" He whimpered and let himself sink back into the couch, his head in his hands.

"I've been living a lie. My entire life." He said quietly, staring at the carpet. I let out a laugh.

"Okay, drama king. Well, I'm going to my room. You can come too, but if you're too traumatized, you don't have to." I said, walking to the foot of the stairs. I could hear Iggy get up and follow me.

"Oh, sweetheart?" I heard Mom call out. I stopped going up the stairs. Iggy groaned.

"Yes, Mom?"

"If you don't mind, I'd appreciate it if you boys-"Iggy groaned once more. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'd appreciate it if you men didn't make too much noise up there. My show is about to come back from commercial and I would like to hear what they're saying."

I chuckled. She was so obsessed with Days of Our lives. "Sure thing, Mom." Iggy and I walked up the rest of the stairs and into my room. The minute we got there, Iggy plopped onto my bed.

"So, how did it go?" I stared at him in confusion as I sat in my desk chair.

"How did what go?" He rolled his eyes.

"The meeting with Max. How did it go?" He answered. My eyebrows shot up.

"Meeting? It wasn't a meeting; we just talked for a couple minutes."

"Oh." He was quiet for a minute. "How did she look?"

"What do you mean, how did she look?" I asked suspiciously.

"I'm just asking, how did she look? Did she look cute?" Before I could stop myself, I started to speak.

"Well, she always looks cute. I mean, with her long dirty blonde hair that falls right onto her perfect shoulder. And her big chocolate brown eyes that just look at you in that adorable way." I gasped before covering my mouth with both of my hands. I did not just say that. I couldn't have. Iggy doesn't know about me liking her. And now I basically just told him.

Iggy laughed. "I knew it!" He began to chuckle as he stood up. "Well, I'm going home. You have fun!" He suddenly sang and skipped out of the room. Usually, I would have rolled my eyes and laughed, but right now, I couldn't. I was thinking about what I had said. What I said didn't sound like a person who "liked" someone. That sounded like someone who….

Oh my God. It all made sense now. Everything added up.

I, Fang Walker, was in love with Maximum Ride, my little sister's best friend.

Crap.

O.M.G. Fang loves Max! AHHH! Awesome, right?

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